No safety net
Nothing’s for sure
No remedy here
No potion or cure.
Another encounter
Someone you just met
She made you blink
So quick to forget.
Nights in her arms
Kisses and hugs
Now the mere mention
Elicits a shrug.
A change of the guard
A new shiny face
Someone much younger
Is taking my place.
The pronouns might change
From “Honey” to “Babe”
How long can she last
Before there are waves?
I give it six months
Maybe a year
You’ll tell me …. it’s over
While sobbing …. in tears.
I’ll comfort …. cajole you
You’ll beg me to stay
Though I will be tempted
I’ll send you away.
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